Chapter 81 Sword Manual

When Chen Chuan was riding back, he had a feeling that this arrest operation seemed a joke and there might be something hidden behind it. However, it was not something he could solve at the moment, so he did not dwell on it too much.

After returning to school, he continued training.

Although the mission was interrupted here, he believed that no matter how the matter developed in the future, he needed to have the ability to solve it when the problem came.

Although his understanding of the power method is deepening, it has also entered a sluggish period, so he has also set aside part of his time to strengthen the training of sword techniques.

After the rest day in mid-November, Cheng Zitong examined him and believed that the alienated tissue in his body was not growing rapidly at the moment.

I think we can observe for another ten days or so, and by the end of the month or mid-December, we will be able to clearly know the subsequent changes.

Cheng Zitong was temporarily relieved at this time. He sat in the living room, took the thermos cup and drank a sip of tea. He said to Chen Chuanshuo: "I saw you practicing sword moves diligently these days?"

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Yes, teacher, I have a question here. I feel that this knife is a bit strange, and it seems that it requires special techniques to use its true power."

Cheng Zitong looked at him in surprise and asked, "Did you feel it yourself?"

Then he laughed, "My question is unnecessary. As a person of the Enlightenment School, it is very normal for you to feel this. However, even if you are a person of the Enlightenment School, it is impossible for you to figure out how to use it by yourself before you reach a certain level. Well, don't worry, the teacher will find a proper practice method for you."

He was thinking about this in his mind. After leaving Chen Chuan's place, he drove to the school's teacher residential area. After more than ten minutes, he arrived in front of a certain garden residence. He parked the car and knocked on the door. The gatekeeper recognized him and said politely, "It turns out to be Director Cheng. Please come in."

After Cheng Zitong entered, he asked casually, "Where is Senior Brother Qiao?"

"Teaching the new apprentice in the backyard."

Cheng Zitong shook his head and said, "My students at least show up in class, but his apprentice only showed up once at the beginning of the semester and never showed up outside again. He is really just a figurehead."

As he spoke, he passed the front hall, walked along a cobblestone path and passed through an archway. A large lotus pond appeared in front of him. Although it was autumn, there were still a few upright lotus flowers.

Here you can see a spacious waterside pavilion diagonally opposite the lotus pond. Inside, there is a little old man wearing a retro double-breasted robe, who is instructing a disciple. The disciple has a handsome appearance, about sixteen or seventeen years old, and is wearing Wu Yi's training suit.

He walked along the corridor beside the lotus pond, entered a flower hall, walked a little further inside and arrived outside the waterside pavilion. He said, "Brother Qiao, I'm here to see you."

Senior Brother Qiao ignored him and was still concentrating on teaching his apprentice to set up a pole rack. Chengzi passed by, took a look, and waited on the side.

After a while, Senior Brother Qiao let his apprentice practice on his own, then walked to the flower hall, asked his attendants to make tea, and sat down on the main seat, saying, "Sit down, you wouldn't come here if you had nothing to do, and I won't be polite with you, tell me, what's the matter?"

Cheng Zitong was also not polite with him. He sat down at the guest seat beside him and said, "I am practicing swordplay now, but I am lacking the right swordplay moves. I remembered that you have a swordplay manual passed down from generation to generation, so I came to you for help."

Qiao Linhu took a look and said, "This is your student, not your apprentice. Why do you care so much about him? And if you need sword moves, we have them in the academy. Why should you care about these outdated things of mine?"

Cheng Zitong said, "If it's just general sword techniques, I've taught you all of them, so I won't bother you. Didn't Old Lady Ni recently give me a sword? So I think I need your sword manual to use it well."

Qiao Linhu raised his thick gray eyebrows and said, "Prohibited weapons?"

Cheng Zitong said: "What era is it now? Weapons are still banned. Who still cares about this now?"

Qiao Linhu thought for a moment and said, "I can give you the sword manual..." He stretched out his hand to signal Cheng Zitong to wait, and said, "I can't just give it to you." He stretched out two fingers and pointed to the waterside pavilion outside, "I want you, my student, to be my apprentice's assistant for three years."

Cheng Zitong was immediately displeased and said, "Brother, this is not the past, why are you still relying on me? Why? Am I inferior to your apprentice?" Qiao Linhu shook his head and said, "Rules must be followed. The rules set by our master cannot be broken in my hands. Besides, everything should be based on closeness. Only if you follow my apprentice can I give you something."

Cheng Zitong said: "What do you mean by apprentice or student? The old man should have thrown away all that stuff long ago."

Qiao Linhu said slowly, "Go and tell the master. If the master says it's okay to throw it away, then I'll throw it away without saying anything. Otherwise, you have to follow the rules."

Cheng Zitong said, "I say, this is your family sword manual, not the old man's. Why do you have to follow that broken rule? Your disciple is preparing to practice Jinzhuang now, right? He needs a lot of good medicine, I can help him get it at a low price."

Qiao Linhu said: "I, your senior brother, still have some savings, which is more than enough to teach an apprentice. The sword manual is indeed mine, but the rules are passed down from generation to generation. The master kept it, and I will keep it. My apprentices will continue to keep it in the future, and it must not be broken."

Cheng Zitong knew that he couldn't make his point, so he said, "Well, I came here for nothing, but..." He turned around and said, "Brother, don't regret it in the future."

Qiao Linhu said, "You mean your student is better than my apprentice? Then we'll wait and see. But I'm putting it this way. Even if he's better, my rules won't be broken."

Cheng Zitong grabbed the briefcase and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now."

Teacher Qiao said, "Junior brother, do you want to eat before leaving?"

"I'm so angry."

Cheng Zitong walked outside, took a deep breath, looked at the tall buildings outside, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. He looked back and said, "Old rules? Hey, my student is right. They are all a bunch of old people who are obsessed with the past. If they can't find it here, can I find it somewhere else?"

In the evening, Cheng Zitong came to Chen Chuan's dormitory again. After entering the room, he took out a yellowed and old sword manual from his briefcase and said, "Take a look."

Chen Chuan picked it up and saw that it was a vertically written handwritten copy, which looked like it was made eighty or ninety years ago.

Cheng Zitong said: "When I found this book of swordsmanship of the old method, it had been at the bottom of a box for forty or fifty years and no one had touched it. If I hadn't mentioned that their ancestors had such a thing, they would have forgotten it themselves."

Chen Chuan asked: "Teacher, is this expensive?"

Cheng Zitong said: "It's only 15 yuan a copy, good quality and cheap. I paid for it and received it, and it saved me a favor. Only some old guys who stick to the rules still treat these things as treasures."

He gestured with his chin, "The sword moves here are not important. The main thing is the power of the sword. You can try to practice it. If you don't find it suitable, I will take a look. If you are not satisfied, I will find another one."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Teacher, can you find something similar?"

Cheng Zitong said: "You underestimate the teacher. In this era, sword manuals can't be used to make a living. If the teacher is willing to accept them, he can get seven or eight copies in half a day.

In the early years, these methods were very unique, and they were kept secret and refused to be taught. However, the less they were taught, the fewer people learned them. Now many of them have been lost. Some poor descendants are left holding things that cannot be eaten or worn, so they might as well exchange them for money. Look, people are more practical now, unlike some people who cling to the old rules. "

Chen Chuan heard what he said, it seems that he asked for the sword manual from someone but failed, so he was full of complaints, but since he could find these sword manuals, why did he ask for them? Maybe the identity of that person was not simple?
He didn't think much about it and flipped through the sword manual for a while. Because the surface was missing, he flipped inside and found a plain name for sword power: "Heavy Slash Sword Power?"

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(End of this chapter)

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